I purposefully isolate myself
when I finally hear the empty noise of my confinement;
I scream with with all my might
The shriek of my terrors, bouncing off the empty four white walls, try to fill the eerie white noise of my desolation, but to no avail
And I scream, not because i’m afraid
but because I hope someone
anyone
will come and save me from this empty, dark, shallow pit of loneliness.
He hears me call and he wraps around me
his deepest darkest secrets, wishes, and dreams ultimately become a humdrum beat to my ears
The white eerie noise reappears for a single moment
home and familiar
I run away from anything and everything unknown
to chase what I know
back to square one,
I sit contently
happily inside the four white walls.
Until…
the white noise returns indefinitely
and I begin
feeling trapped once more
screaming
crying
hopping
waiting…
for someone
anyone
over and over again.